blank, i am blank
i have nothing to say or do
nothing to live for
well, maybe one thing
maybe that person is you
you fill me with happiness
not the kind that i pretend to have
real, true happiness
you make me laugh
really laugh not the one i force
you make me smile
and its not the one i fake
you make me feel better when I'm sad
which all of the time now
i think i love you but I'm not quite sure
blank, i am blank....
but not around you
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